Tuesday, 3 April 2012

NaPoWriMo 2012 Day 3

I set out to run from you
Forgot the shackles I had donned from the start
Captivated, I'd swallowed the key, but now sought it,
Howling, attempt to escape.

Impatient for you to catch the spark
Lit up at the thought
Not caring that we should burn, emulated passion
Self-immolation my new art

Scattered my ashes in place of petals
Ashen, lay expectant in your path
Threw up furious flurries, fuming
As your steps failed to make a single smudge

1 comment:

  1. "Scattered my ashes in place of petals" - Yet from those ashes many a phoenix has risen. ;)